" Your empty imaginations that raise themselves up against the knowing of the character of God. Fight them.” “How?” “Get angry and tell the truth!” “I thought anger was wrong.” “Wrong? I get angry all the time, at everything that is wrong.” “Who are you?” he finally asked. “I am the one who relentlessly loves you,” she said, beaming, and stepped back. “Mr. Tony, when you find yourself in the darkness, don’t light your own fires, don’t circle yourself with a blaze you have set. Darkness cannot change the character of God.” “I thought Grandmother left me… right in the middle of the battle.” “Never left. Your imagination hid her from view. You were lighting your own fires.” “I don’t know how not to do that,” confessed Tony. "

― William Paul Young , Cross Roads